I saw the season changing, wounds turned into scars Healing in the inner soil and hidding from their sight Interiora terrea place and of mind Sanctuary of reflection that the conquerors wont find
Be prepared
Through many summers i have shapped the heavy stones And through countless winters build these blood red walls Conciousness the only tool for my sacrifice A crimson fortress to stand
Untamed, unhallowed being Wrought by the powerful hands of time and pain
Inside the rounded stronghold ready to attack Waiting for the misconceptions prejudice and lies Building a new weapon, lighting a new fire My thumos boiling inside !
And i'm prepared !
Untamed, unhallowed being Wrought by the powerful hands of time and pain
To the center they go Slaver march to the core No, there's no way to avoid The siege is here !
As they kneel to gods and crowns With weapons steady in hand Tonight i understand Who is the slave
Hailing hidden chains Through chants of freedom
Praising, the holy law Messeanic terror
Weakness desguised as strength Need to belonging
Warriors with sharpen tongues But empty helmets
Trying to dominate My opus magnumTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
